Canaan gave everyone present a lot of dragon blood.

Even Kangra got about a liter of dragon blood, he clenched his fists excitedly, with these dragon blood, magic enhancement potions would not be a problem, and he would no longer be a squib!

"I know you'd love to learn Kama Taj's magic, but advanced magic often requires perseverance. We will secretly test and screen you until we are sure that your character is okay, and then we will pass on the magic of Kama Taj. Canaan said aloud to the crowd who were still rejoicing.

"Can we learn this magic too?"

"It's incredible!"

Many people were shocked again and said that the magic displayed by Canaan just now was too attractive. And even the Elder Dragons didn't last a few rounds under his hands, and the power of this magic speaks for itself.

"Mr. Mage, don't you know where Kama Taj is, hidden somewhere in the mountains of China, as described in the book?", said a black wizard with a raised hand. He once displayed crystal sand at alchemy gatherings, and Canaan was very impressed with him.

"Kama Taj is not anywhere in this world, it is hidden in latitude like this magical realm. ”

"And how did we find you? I mean... Forehead... If we have something very important. Another alchemist spoke up, his voice a little nervous.

"Go to the Alchemy Foundation, my student Canaan will guide you. Canaan smiled.

Most of these captive alchemists are extremely skilled, and if they can all join the alchemy organization he founded. Then there is no need to worry about the scientific research talents who develop his power.

"Alright, everyone, it's not too early, I should send you away, and remember, remember our agreement!", Canaan looked at the setting sun in the west and waved his hand to open the space door.

Sparks flickered, and the opposite side of the space door connected to a remote mountain forest somewhere in Mont Saint-Michel.

Canaan sent everyone away one by one, leaving only Dumbledore last.

"Mr. Mage, take the liberty of asking, does the Time Stone really exist, I mean can it change the past?", Dumbledore looked at Canaan expectantly with clear eyes.

Canaan looked him in the eye, shook his head, and didn't answer.

He knew that Dumbledore had been blaming himself for his sister's death and wanted to change the past. But not to mention that he doesn't have a time gem, even if he does, the backlash of changing history is not something he can easily bear.

Dumbledore saw Canaan's head and sighed, as if he had aged several times in an instant. His eyes were downcast, and he walked into the portal.

Seeing Dumbledore's thin back, Canaan couldn't help but sigh.

From hope to despair is probably the most hurtful.

Closing the portal, Canaan calmed down and looked back at the mountain of frost dragons.

He felt that it was just a little blood, and that the punishment for it was too light.

Moreover, in the battle just now, most of his pseudo-Agomo Eyes were destroyed, and now the emeralds in the core are only the size of a grain of rice.

I want to think of a way to get some money back!

Under the watchful eye of the dragon, Canaan once again came to its tail.

What does he want to do?

It shook its body restlessly.

However, the levitating cloak immediately increased its winding force, constantly tightening, and almost tied it into a large zongzi.

The Elder Dragon is very different from the existing subspecies of dragons in the wizarding world, its whole body is wrapped in white scale armor, and it is very tightly protected, and there is not a trace of fur on its body.

Canaan sprinkled some anesthetic on the dragon's wound, then condensed a golden shield, stuffed it into the wound, and forcibly pried off dozens of scale armor.

The frost dragon roared, and it seemed that the anesthetic didn't relieve it much.

The white scales the size of a basketball were stained with some bright red dragon blood on one side and glistened in the sun on the other.

The picture seemed to be a little bloody, and Canaan frowned as he put the scales in his storage bag.

"Dude, take care of your injuries, I'll come to see you next time. Canaan withdrew his levitating cloak, looked at the dying dragon, and waved his hand.

......

Time is fast, and two days have passed since the Quidditch tournament was attacked.

Canaan and Lincoln had also returned to London.

At this time, it was early afternoon, and Canaan was lying in a lazy chair outside the door, comfortably bathing in the gentle sun.

He had a stack of magical daily newspapers in his hand, and he was reading them carefully.

"The genius little wizard Canaan Bryan has reformed the wand of the wizarding world, and Mr. Guvett said: This is the transformation of the wand, and Mr. Brian Jr. is the most outstanding alchemist of this era!"

- Surprise you, weekly newspaper report.

Canaan smiled, flipped through the paper, and continued reading.

"The European Quidditch tournament has been attacked, and the celebration of 10,000 people has been suspended!"

"The British Ministry of Magic says it's just a clever handiwork by a group of die-hard Death Eaters, and the mystery man won't be coming back!"

"Update: Auror Schuster Kowalski of the American Magical Guild has turned himself in, and he confessed that he did all these attacks!"

Canaan hurriedly opened the newspaper.

"Dumbledore, the president of the International Federation of Wizards, and Mr. Scamander, a magizoologist, were present for Kowalski, hoping that the wizarding community would forgive the matter. ”

"The American Magical Guild has taken over the matter, and they say they will handle it fairly. ”

......

At the bottom of the newspaper was a picture of Dumbledore and Newt, sitting on the bench with expressionless faces.

"I don't know how things turned out, but this time Schuster is going to take off a layer of skin if he doesn't die. Canaan sighed.

Although Schuster has opposed him many times, he can give up almost everything for a woman, which is really admirable.

"I just didn't expect Newt to be Schuster's brother-in-law. No wonder, I've always thought Schuster's last name was familiar, it turned out that he was the Muggle son in the Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them movie. Canaan muttered, and the newspaper in his hand dug up all eight generations of Schuster's ancestors and listed them in detail.

After reading the newspaper in his hand, Canaan picked up a stack of envelopes next to the table.

These were almost all letters from the alchemists, and one of them was from Hermione.

The contents of the alchemists' letters were all similar, all of them showed that they were very interested in the alchemy mutual aid foundation that Canaan was going to set up, and some hoped that Canaan would share the ancient books that his teacher had found as soon as possible, and they could also pay a lot of money for this.

One of the letters from Guvet indicated that he would soon come to England to discuss and determine the details of the Alchemy Foundation with Canaan.

"It seems that they are more anxious than me. Canaan smiled helplessly.

After going back to the letters, he had time to open Hermione's letters.

The little girl drew a big red heart on the envelope, and then wrote delicately:

"Canaan, I've already written most of the Lord of the Rings story you said, what is the rest of the story? Also, you haven't been coming to me lately..."

Seeing Hermione sincerely express her emotions, Canaan smiled warmly and wrote a reply letter seriously.

However, he wasn't going to go to Hermione right away, as he had a very important matter to attend to.

His golden finger, the Altar of the Heavens, has finally undergone a new transformation!